Chapter 118: Quid pro quo
In the face of the queen mother's arbitrariness and unreasonableness, even the great filial son Yang An couldn't accept it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info He changed his previous attitude of obedience, and said in a tough tone: "Erchen also asked the queen mother to think about it, if you can't tolerate Jingjing in your eyes, then Erchen will take her to live in seclusion in the mountains, and from now on there will be no more place called King An's Mansion in the world, let alone a person called King An!"
"Bold!"
The beads in the Queen Mother's hand were scattered all over the place, and she was obviously angry. The old palace maid on the side hurriedly stepped forward to stroke her chest and smooth her breath: "You must take care of your body, the imperial doctor has come over to tell you not to move, otherwise it will not be good to hurt your body." ā
"Rebel, rebel!"
The Empress Dowager pointed at Yang An breathlessly and said: "The mourning family raised you with hard work and gave you the status of an incomparably noble prince, is that what makes you treat the mourning family like this? For the sake of a woman, you would rather turn against the mourning family! There is such a virtuous and virtuous princess in your palace who is not well loved, but you are going to be hooked by those wild foxes, how can you be worthy of your father who died early!"
Yang An was silent, at this time everything he said was wrong, and simply chose to resist without a word.
"You tell the mourning family, where is Princess Zhuang who is not worthy of you, you have never looked at her directly since the day you entered the mansion. She is the youngest daughter of Master Zhuang, a famous lady, dignified and decent, only such a woman can be worthy of you. Hello, leave the main room and don't look at it, you are entangled with that kind of wild girl every day, An'er, you really make the mourning family heartache!"
"The queen mother doesn't need to say much, you just need to tell your sons what you have to do to make you accept Jingjing. ā
Yang An interrupted the queen mother's accusations with a word, she paused for a moment, and said with a straight face: "If you can give birth to a son and a daughter with Princess Zhuang as soon as possible, and let the mourning family hold a grandson, you can do whatever you want." But if you only spoil her after marrying that wild girl and entering the house, don't blame the mourning family for being cruel to her. ā
Her words made Yang An's head tighten, and he was suddenly in a dilemma.
If she didn't agree, Jingjing would definitely not be able to become a princess openly, and even her life would be in danger. If she agreed, Jingjing would not be able to accept this situation, she would definitely be in pain, and even choose to leave herself......
After some choice, Yang An said in a deep voice: "I hope that the queen mother will not break her promise, the sons will fulfill their duties, and please don't forget the promise she made." ā
didn't expect him to agree to his conditions, and the queen mother was filled with joy and sorrow for a while. The joy is that the stubborn second prince finally compromised, and the sad thing is that as his biological mother, the two will have an estrangement for a wild girl. She wants to see in person what is there about this wild girl to seduce people?
After Yang An came back from the palace, he saw Cheng Jingjing standing alone at the gate of the palace from a distance, waiting for him to return.
"Jingjing, how long have you been standing here, didn't this king make you not need to worry?" he got out of the carriage and anxiously stepped forward to put on his coat for her: "It's autumn now, although it's not too cold, but you also have to pay attention to your body." ā
"The prince doesn't have to worry about me," Cheng Jingjing wrapped the warm coat on her body, looked up and asked: "The prince's face is wrong, is it the queen mother-"
Her words disappeared into Yang An's fingertips, and the other party said, "Let's talk about something back inside." ā
āā¦ā¦ Kindness. Cheng Jingjing nodded and walked into the mansion with him.
When the two returned to the study, Yang An let her sit on top of her, looked up into her eyes and said, "Jingjing, this king entered the palace today and made a deal with the queen mother. ā
"What deal?" Cheng Jingjing felt a little uneasy in her heart.
"This king doesn't want to hide this matter from you," Yang comforted her jade hand and said, "The queen mother has promised this king to marry you into the door, but she just wants this king to have children with Princess Zhuang as soon as possible." ā
Cheng Jingjing froze there suddenly, and she knew that the Queen Mother would not agree so easily. Such a normal thing slipped like a knife in her heart, piercing her heart into a bloody hole.
"Jingjing, if you can't accept it, this king will ......" Yang An couldn't bear to look at her sadly, and wanted to find another way, but was interrupted by Cheng Jingjing.
"The prince doesn't have to worry," she said lightly: "Continuing the bloodline for the royal family is something you should do, and it is reasonable for the Queen Mother to ask you to agree to her like this." The slave maid also wants to see a group of children under the prince's knees as soon as possible, but she doesn't have the blessing to give birth to a child for the prince. Now that Sister Zhuang and Miao are here, the prince will seize the time to fulfill the queen mother's long-cherished wish. ā
"Jingjing, are you telling the truth?" Yang An looked at her suspiciously.
"It's all true," Cheng Jingjing showed an incomprehensible smile on her face: "Could it be that in the prince's heart, the slave and maid are just a selfish person? ā
"Since you say so, the king believes you. ā
Yang An rested her head on her shoulder, wholeheartedly believing every word she said, and the knot in her heart had to be untied. As everyone knows, Cheng Jingjing's eyes are full of cold light at this time, that Zhuang Hanxue designed to kill her child, and she will do whatever it takes to let her taste the loss of her beloved son!
The autumn wind gradually drove away the heat, and it was another year of the Double Ninth Festival, but at this time, things were wrong.
Cheng Jingjing leaned against the window and watched the people busy, at this time last year, there were only two people in this Youlan Courtyard, she and Wen Miao, although they were deserted, they also depended on each other. And now because of that incident, they have long been estranged, except for the family banquet on weekdays, although she tries to get close to Miao, but she seems to have been living in guilt and refusing to come out, so that the two have no chance to talk in detail as before.
"Auntie, the wine and pastries you want are ready. ā
At this moment, the painter walked in through the door, still holding a list of items to be counted.
"Send someone to send it to the prince and princess," Cheng Jingjing instructed: "Is the share for Miao Miao specially prepared according to my requirements?"
"Don't worry," said the painter, "Mrs. Wen's share contains her favorite jujube cake and sweet wine, and a jade pendant carved into a chrysanthemum, and the slaves and maids do as you say." ā
Cheng Jingjing nodded with satisfaction and said: "After the Double Ninth Festival, I will enter the palace with the prince to meet the Queen Mother, and then you will take care of everything in this Youlan Courtyard first, and there is Miao over there, if Zhuang Hanxue is embarrassed by her, you must send someone to inform me as soon as possible." ā
"The slave knows, my aunt is so kind to Mrs. Wen, she will definitely know your mind. ā
"I hope it......" Cheng Jingjing sighed helplessly, and said distressedly: "Miao Miao and I don't have nothing to say like before, I can only say that creation makes people, I hope she will let go of the past as soon as possible, and we can return to being as close as before." ā